RNP Chapter 318 The mighty Ronan, the despairing crowd...
Chapter 318 The mighty Ronan, the despairing crowd...
Ronan, who had been shot in the hand by the green-skinned pea shooter, was even more enraged and reached out.
The hammer he had thrown to pin the warden to the wall flew back into his hand just like Thor's hammer!
Yes, it just so happens to be the hand that got spat on...
The disgusting, sticky feeling on his hands only fueled Ronan's anger!
He raised his long hammer high, intending to deliver a brutal bone-crushing finishing move to Gamora!
At this critical moment when Gamora was in mortal danger, Nebula behind Ronan had a complicated look in her eyes. She raised her hand slightly, but in the end she gritted her teeth and did not make a move!
But Nebula didn't intervene; someone else did!
Suddenly, Star-Lord lunged at Ronan, hugging his legs tightly and shouting:
"Cool Guy! No, no, no! Let's talk this out. She really doesn't know where the Orb of Destiny is, because she wasn't the one who got it. I swear to God!"
Upon hearing the keyword "cosmic orb," Ronan finally refrained from smashing his hammer. He kicked away Star-Lord, who was clinging to him, and said coldly:
"Do you know where the Spirit Orb is?"
Star-Lord wasn't angry at all after being kicked away; instead, he smiled apologetically and said:
"Of course, because I am the cosmic thief who stole the Orb from the temple, known as Star-Lord!"
Ronan frowned upon hearing this: "What Star-Lord? Never heard of him. Stop talking nonsense and tell me where the Orb of Truth is, and I might spare your life!"
Star-Lord's smile widened upon hearing this: "Of course, of course, I really want to tell you where the Orb of Destiny is, but unfortunately, there's probably not enough time. I was just stalling for time, and the timer for the Necrobomb on you has expired."
"Lie down!!!"
Finally, Star-Lord roared and pounced on Gamora beside him.
The next moment, Ronan realized something was wrong and looked down to find that the necromancer bomb on his waist had been activated by someone at some point!
And the countdown has reached its final second!
"You despicable..."
Rumble—
Before Ronan could finish speaking, the necromancer bomb at his waist exploded, blasting Star-Lord and the others in front of him, as well as Nebula and the undead army behind him, all flying away!
The power of the necromancer bomb should not be underestimated; the entire prison trembled as a result!
The prisoners and guards in the prison also fell to the ground because of this.
People started getting up after the aftershocks of the explosion subsided.
This includes Gamora and a few others.
Gamora was unharmed in the explosion because Star-Lord pinned her down, but Star-Lord, who shielded her from the blast, was in a terrible state. He was covered in blood and had burns all over his body from the explosion!
For an ordinary person, such injuries would probably have killed them long ago!
"A generous gift of crabs! Is that kid alright?"
At this moment, Rocket, who was also under Groot's protection and was not seriously injured, quickly ran over and checked Star-Lord's injuries.
After all, Star-Lord's ship was a crucial part of his escape plan!
If Star-Lord dies, the ship will be without its owner's certification, and they won't even be able to get in!
As Gamora held Star-Lord in her arms, her usually icy heart stirred with a long-forgotten sense of panic.
"Why? Why save me, who just wanted to kill you not long ago...?"
Rocket touched Star-Lord's neck and, finding a pulse, breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't cry, you silly woman. This idiot is lucky; he didn't die from the necromancer bomb!"
"But if you do nothing and keep crying while holding him, he might really die. So hurry up and find a first-aid kit, GOGOGO!"
However, when bad things happen, they always seem to come in quick succession...
Rocket had just stood up, intending to find the medical kit, when a tall, dark figure emerged from the smoke of the explosion and kicked Rocket's small body like a football, sending him flying more than ten meters away and knocking him unconscious on the spot!
The person who emerged from the smoke was none other than Ronan, whose waist armor had been blown apart and who was now a bloody mess!
Despite being hit by a necromancer bomb at close range, Ronan not only survived but was able to continue fighting!
This physique is probably comparable to the original Spider-Man catching a pumpkin bomb with his face!
"I am Groot!!!"
When Groot saw his friend being kicked away by Ronan, he roared angrily and swung his arm, wrapping it around Ronan's body. He then slammed Ronan repeatedly against the ceiling and the ground!
Ronan could withstand even a necromancer bomb exploding at point-blank range, so this level of slamming wouldn't cause him any harm at all!
Ronan simply strained his arms and burst the branches binding him!
Then, Ronan, his face as cold as ice, strode toward Groot.
Groot tried to continue attacking with his arms, but the battle-hardened Ronan wouldn't fall for the same trick twice.
Therefore, this time, Ronan directly clamped Groot's attacking tree arm with both hands, and then took a step forward and delivered a powerful front kick to Groot's chest!
BOOM——————
Click, click—
With a muffled thud and two sharp cracks, splinters flew everywhere as Groot was sent flying backward, his chest caved in and his arms broken!
"Hmph! You're not bad, but you're not qualified to be my opponent!"
Ronan scoffed dismissively, casually tossing aside the broken tree arms in his hands, then turned and walked toward Gamora and Star-Lord on the ground.
Gamora, of course, wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. Star-Lord saved her last time, and this time it's her turn to save him!
Therefore, Gamora picked up the dagger that Drax had dropped when Ronan knocked him away and rushed towards Ronan!
However, neither Drax, who was the strongest fighter in the entire arena, nor Groot, who was the second strongest, were a match for Ronan. How could Gamora, whose physique was only slightly stronger than that of an ordinary person, possibly be a match for Ronan?
Gamora was outmatched in both strength and speed. Ronan, who was behind, caught up quickly, grabbing Gamora's neck with one hand and clamping down on her knife-wielding hand with the other!
With just a little effort, Ronan caused Gamora's eyes to roll back and the knife to fall from her hand.
Ronan held Gamora high, thoroughly enjoying the sight of his enemy's agonizing death, and taunted her:
"I am Ronan the Accuser. No one has ever betrayed me and survived, not even Thanos's daughter. Now, no one can save you!"
Gamora weakly pounded Ronan's increasingly tightening arms with both hands, her mind racing with thoughts.
From the time she was a child when Thanos ordered the massacre of half the population of her hometown, to being taken back by Thanos and trained as an assassin, to secretly seeking an opportunity to kill Thanos, until she met Star-Lord and others and formed a temporary team...
"Let her go!"
At that moment, a hand grabbed Ronan's ankle.
Ronan looked down and saw that it was Star-Lord, who had tricked him earlier!
Unexpectedly, not only did this kid not die, he actually dared to climb up again to seek death!
Ronan's face twitched with anger, and he stomped hard on Star-Lord's back, causing Star-Lord to spit out a mouthful of blood two meters away!
Even so, Star-Lord did not let go, but instead stubbornly wrapped his other hand around Ronan's leg.
Ronan was completely stunned!
The force of his kick should have been enough to crush even an iron man into a pancake, so how come this person is still alive?
Could it be that he misjudged this guy, and that he wasn't some lowly race, but rather a race with noble blood like himself?
but......
A cold smile appeared on Ronan's lips: "Too bad, no matter how noble your bloodline, if you oppose me, you will die!"
As he spoke, Ronan slowly raised his foot again and aimed it at Star-Lord's head.
No matter how noble your bloodline is, you'll still die if your head gets crushed!
Star-Lord stared at the massive foot that was about to fall on his head and kill him. A flash of blue light appeared in his eyes, and he felt as if time itself had slowed down.
He glanced around: Drax, still fast asleep like a baby, embedded in the iron gate; Groot, the armless man lying beside the unconscious Rocket; then he looked at the prison guards and prisoners who had all hidden in fear; finally, his gaze fell on Gamora, which Ronan was holding in his hand. He finally…
I gave up...
You think it's going to erupt?
Come on, that's the kind of treatment only protagonists in shonen manga get. He's just an ordinary human who was kidnapped from Earth by raiders. What kind of outburst could he possibly have?
It seems today is the end for him, the cosmic thief Star-Lord. Goodbye, this damn universe!
As Star-Lord resignedly closed his eyes, the blue light in them disappeared, the flow of time returned to normal, and Ronan's big foot, accompanied by a strong wind, fell towards his head!
"Shh~~~~~~"
But even faster than the strong wind came the sound!
It's a whistle!
An arrow glowing red arrived just one centimeter from Star-Lord's head, hovering above him and blocking the fatal blow!
Upon hearing the familiar whistle, Star-Lord suddenly opened his eyes, saw the familiar arrows before him, and involuntarily turned his head sharply towards the exit!
With a series of footsteps, a man in a red leather jacket strode out of the exit. He looked at the disheveled Star-Lord and let out his unique, hoarse, hearty laugh:
"Haha! Son, did you miss Daddy?"